This is a song about "Bad manners"

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

We forgot our manners, became actors and ignored the hazards

Told me whats good and bad

Ain't even tryna hold back

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

It's actually disastrously bad

It's actually disastrously bad

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

But all that comes out is my eccentric manners; it screws up all my looks

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Should've known these mothefucking bad

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

Babbling with no manners, singin' like anna, when she first sang to her sister